Breton Celtic Female name: Avenie — (ah-VAY-nee) Fr. Celtic aven, avon "river". Aven (AH-ven).
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Oh my Avenie it is the first of May I was watching you by the river today Locks of champagne hair by your side Your indigo eyes look bright and wide You always stand tall as you are true One of the many reasons I love you You with the scent of sweet perfume Like a Lily of the Valley, when in bloom Your lines are as delicate as a flower I have never seen you with a glower Your pleasing presence is your allure And you go from the sensual to demure The sound of your voice is such a caress Like a softly played Gemshorn no less I still shiver at each and every touch This is because I still love you so much In our garden a cherub with your smile Making our walk down the aisle worthwhile When our child grows up and leaves the nest We will need to trust in God to do the rest Edward J Ebbs - April 15, 2015 Originally written for a poetry Contest, On the First of May
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